CHAPTER 6 – TOM
CHICAGOSpring was in full swing. Tom could sense it in the air when he opened the windows and he could finally switch off the central heating which had worsened the itch on his skin.
Lately, even small tasks seemed impossible, so he pretty much spent his entire time in front of the TV. That was where he first learnt of the Polish plane crash. The beautiful young woman on the news relayed the details calmly and he took them on board with a stoic detachment. It’s as if his tired brain couldn’t process the enormity of what he had just heard. It was only later, when he was lying in bed, convincing himself that the news story had been real and not a figment of his exhausted mind, that he experienced the catastrophe on a personal level. Almost 200 people dead, and most of them
